Desperate To Learn To Drive

Way back when I was 17 I was so excited to learn to drive. I got my provisional licence as soon as I could and was counting down the days until my first driving lesson. Those first few lessons were amazing. I couldn’t quite believe I was driving a car on actual roads. Neither of my parents can drive and at the time, my older sister hadn’t taken a lesson either. I wanted to be the first one of us to be able to drive. Unfortunately, it didn’t take long for my excitement to dwindle. My driving instructor was really

Non-Wired Bras Aren’t Just For Small Boobs

For as long as I can remember, probably since I even started wearing a bra, they have been underwired. I’ve always been on the larger side, both in the body and the busy, so I think it was just the ‘norm’ to have a bra that had wire in it. I don’t even really ever remember getting a choice or being aware that there was many other options available for me. I had underwired bras and that was that. I must have started to wear bras at around age 13 I think. I remember going on a school trip to

Taking Time To Look After Myself

Over the past couple of months I’ve been determined to make a change. Since Erin was born 4 years ago I can honestly hold my hands up and say I haven’t looked after myself as well as I should have. I’ve gone months without having my hair cut, worn jeans until I’ve worn holes in the thighs and scraped the last tiny bit of foundation out of a tube rather than buy some more. The thing is, money obviously plays a big part in being able to do some things. We have had a couple of hard years with ups

Making Time For Friends

Post natal depression, or depression of any kind for that matter looks like something different to everyone. Something that I have really struggled with over the past couple of years is wanting to see anyone other than family. Depression, along with other various things like time and spare money has majorly affected how I have felt about having any kind of a social life. I think there has only been maybe a maximum of a dozen times over the last 3 years where I have been out and done something with friends. I just haven’t felt like being social at

The Shame Of Being An Adult Picky Eater

For as long as I can remember I have had a bad relationship with food. I don’t remember liking a range of foods as a child and honestly, we didn’t have the most varied of diets. My Mum worked long hours in a pub and we were never a well off family. ‘Proper’ home cooked meals weren’t really a thing in our house and if they were, I only sort of remember eating roast dinners. We did always go to my Nanna’s for dinner on a Wednesday and that would be the same kind of thing a lot of the

My Battle With Sugar And Fizzy Drinks

Growing up I only ever really remember drinking blackcurrant squash. I was never a fan of plain water or milk and I might have had the odd drink of orange squash but I never had anything else. I definitely wasn’t a fan of hot drinks either. I’d always take made up bottles to school or college with me and then when I started working I did the same thing there as well. I first went to Toronto, Canada in the summer of 2006 and I spent a whole month there. At the time, I didn’t really think too much of

Struggling With Solitude

I got my first job when I was 13. It was a paper round and it didn’t last very long but I soon got another job working in a cafe thanks to my Great Aunt. There haven’t been many times where I haven’t had a job between 13 and 33 and a lot of the times I have worked in customer service in some way. Jobs like that mean being around people all of the time and there’s generally always someone to talk to. I loved chatting to customers and I had some real favourites at my old job. I

Why Are We Afraid To Talk About Periods?

I think it was a couple of weeks ago now that I saw a news story pop up on Facebook about a high school aged girl from somewhere in the UK. I really can’t remember where she was from now, or how old she was exactly, but there was something in that story that stuck with me. The girl in the news story had gotten to a point where she was scared, worried and embarrassed about going to school while she was on her period. I get it. I’ve been there. That was nearly 20 years ago now though. It